This is me saying "Here goes nothing!". My darling sister/ roommate/ running buddy and I did about a mile and a half, maybe two. It was slow, but wonderful. Running really is my therapy. The wind was cool and gentle, the moon and stars illuminated our path, and I felt totally alive.
I had forgotten how running makes the world make a little more sense. I am a better person when I run. Especially when it's just God and me, pounding the pavement.
I'm up again with a late night of homework... Boo. I don't care about research methods or statistics or hair cells. But I don't mind studying for my Personality of Psych test. That class actually applies to my current job and the future paths I may take.
Did you enjoy any of your college classes? Did many of them actually apply to your post college job?
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